Hearing my own words...

I was in the kitchen this morning loading the dishwasher when I heard Big Girl talking. I paused to listen, and I heard my own often-repeated words spoken in Big Girl-ese: "No! Be nice to your brother. Be careful when you play with him. Don't hurt him. That's bad." She was standing at the back door lecturing Patton, our lab, about playing nicely with Quinn, our golden retriever. Patton was really excited to see the kids at the door, and he was bouncing around and crashing in to Quinn, as he frequently does in his bouts of glee. That Big Girl is astute. ;)